so with the long hot push and the raucous waves and freezing waters i was feeling rather unlucky also knowing it wasn't me, just circumstance, which after all is said and done is still a personal thing, and then started back south i saw a generic guy with a flag baseball cap i tried to read and couldn't and thought when i see a flag i always think of the occupant and now i can't see a flag without thinking the final trump, but then i saw our blue rag we lost yesterday and mister pointed to it and as he rolled i dried him and felt better and luckier.